A Scotsman in America; an athematic view from the mid-point of life

June 30, 2013

Resistance

I suppose I should get up now, I really should.It's all that stands between me and the things I couldDo to better myself, and start my day,And walk, or run, or both, and write and sayThings needing to be said, to make a living.

My inbox is an easy task, just one foot then the other.It's mostly spam or nonsense anyhow, so no botherTo read, and click, and click, and read, and rinseRepeat, until they're gone and done, sinceAfter that the way is clear, to make a living.

And yet both quilt and mouse feel heavier than lead.Despite the promise of efficiency's thrill, insteadI wait, and frown, and twitch and drown in allThe teeming, scheming, demon-filled hellOf distractions keeping me from living.

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Resistance

I suppose I should get up now, I really should.It's all that stands between me and the things I couldDo to better myself, and start my day,And walk, or run, or both, and write and sayThings needing to be said, to make a living.

My inbox is an easy task, just one foot then the other.It's mostly spam or nonsense anyhow, so no botherTo read, and click, and click, and read, and rinseRepeat, until they're gone and done, sinceAfter that the way is clear, to make a living.

And yet both quilt and mouse feel heavier than lead.Despite the promise of efficiency's thrill, insteadI wait, and frown, and twitch and drown in allThe teeming, scheming, demon-filled hellOf distractions keeping me from living.